6:33 AM: I'm drunk at this time of morning.
Slut skills are useful in every country.
I took a bird feeder and filled it with alka-seltzer. Can you say fireworks?
she blew me in the men's room in the restaurant. it was a french bistro, so it was okay
I just discovered the Reese's pieces and sourdough bread sandwich. No signs of coming down.
I guess wearing a straight up bikini to class is an early indication that Thirsty Thursday has started.
you described his penis as a "portable fishing pole"
I think I actually have rug burn on my eye.
I hope you don't have to start the day explaining to me how you failed to turn "Can I practice my belly dancing in your apartment" into all night sex.
I'm sorry I put you in the washing machine. I honestly thought you would fit.
I vaguely remember having a cowboy explain his belt buckle to me in the bathroom hallway
I'm imaging you naked, covered in butter. And I gotta say, I'm not impressed.
we can fight about whose fault it is later....naked.
Mike showed up naked and in handcuffs. Again. Feel free to come over and laugh because I'm not helping this time.
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
Randomize
